Chapter 150: SILLA

“Don’t cry. If you cry, then I’ll cry, and that will only make things harder for both of us.”

“I know; I don’t mean to be such a baby, but I’m going to miss you.”

“Speaking of which… wait, before I say anything, has Gabriel said anything more to you about going to school in New York?”

“Nothing more than what I already told you. He knows someone who can get me enrolled in a very prestigious school there.”

“You didn’t refuse him, did you?”

“No, if my grades were horrible, I would’ve felt guilty accepting. But I know the only reason I didn’t get into an Ivy League school was because of Sam.”

I shrugged my shoulder nonchalantly because she was giving me the side eye. I knew why she was asking because of my innate ability to shoot myself in the foot, but I had no plans of sabotaging myself this time.

“Good girl! I thought I was going to have to go upside your head again.”

“Why do you ask anyway?”